Lyrics:
burned out and smoldering
Seen the front and back
Of eighty king size cigarettes (stood up)
This hanging on is killing me
If you'd just creep along
out and smoldering
Seen the front and back of eighty king size cigarettes (stood up)
This hanging on is killing me
If you'd just creep along I'd have
a picture that leads to my demise
Now I see the details my vision is photography
Now I know what's stopping me
Probably my hypocrisy
cll these abstract
the Veuve and you steal the rush
'Cause me and A' was going half on a hero while we'd pass by the heroes
Added how they had it then we passed by them
and place I would be
Living in a nest with more broken crack-pipes than cigarettes
There are people that can't look you in your eyes
But no person can't look
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Help Me
You gotta help me baby, I can't do it all by myself (repeat 2x)
If you don't help me daddy
Gotta find somebody else
Put on your
Picture little me watching the tv screen just imagine seen Eddie murphy in a scene
Imagine how I wanted to be the
Meteor man to making it rain
See
there is
Now picture me, 11 years old getting jumped by 7 kids that were taught that black was the enemy
While my teacher stayed steady, watching like
(old picture frame)
Half-lit cigarette, same song in my head
Damn, those sunset views, take me back to you
Overthinking lonely nights
Wishing I
full of wine by your picture on my bedside
And now I follow the gaslights home
As I breathe in your cigarette smoke
I've got a mug full of wine by your
on the boxing of the voices,
You could call me don king
I got cigarette burns all over my jeans
Baby, imma be there probably never to three
Bet a better picture
the kitchen drawers and cabinets
In the broken down public houses
Where nerds don't get no passes
Got a glue trap for the mouses
And a shovel for you snakes
Time stand still, as we see the picture
Of a man who takes what is not his
Leaving in his way a broken woman
And a man who hates enough to kill
You are listening to what's presented by that Fiya B
Rapping with that trapping mixing with all that J-A-Z-Z
I know what you're wanting in an artist
Tonight is love making, take you any place you wish
Today we're satisfied, yesterday we've stolen kisses
Blind insanity, perfect pictures of me and my
Tonight is love making, take you any place you wish
Today we're satisfied, yesterday we've stolen kisses
Blind insanity, perfect pictures of me and my
it
And it's not past me yet
But it's making its way behind me
Like your old school picture falling from a weathered wallet
As your daddy pays for
We're buying more bricks, we're buying more sticks
They told me I should get it how I live
We coming from broken homes (broken homes)
My niggas still
books or you block spin
Welcome to the third
Hope you came fully prepared
To Learn the writings delivered by a wise naughty nerd
I think it will be great
cats for labeling me shepherd
That'll be Six Fifty plus tip darlin,
I take cash, credit, check, money-order, gold and cigarette cartons
Huh, got
till it’s over
It's mine now
[Verse 1]
Picture me a visionary
I can see the future
I can even see your girl in missionary
Spent years on the craft
Now
What Her Leaving Left
Written by: Jon Wood, Derek Austin, and Justin Weaver
Clothes scattered on the floor
Pictures hiding in a drawer
Found a note
a open up doors, no chauffeur
Yah fi give good brain cah mi love nerd
Less talking yuh zeet and more work
Ain't nobody ahead of me
Still son niggas, I
Picture me a legend or right i forgot
This is truly
Non fiction feeding that addiction
Cut to blu ray
Excursions mans a cursive
Call me johnny quest by
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